Marcy
In the company of complete darknes… It feels as if you’re reaching out… I hope you know I’d help you, No matter what you may need, My heart seems to whisper to my mi…
Coffee starts the coming day;and i… As each sip is a memory;that reach… Reaching from past events;to the h… Through the things we began;leavin… The coffee has a bitter taste; but…
A heart lies hidden behind a wall, Though a key was made long ago, But with the key in lost and found… Our walls have seemed to grow, After searching for many years
On a day not long ago;a woman came… And though it was just like a drea… Chained by circumstances;altered b… We held each other close at night;… As we seem to struggle;with the sk…
You, can call me, any name, Even call me bitch, But something, that, involves the… Isn’t, just some itch, Call it, anything, you want
Silence, will never change, those… As you hope, for redemption, somew… You can change, your appearance, e… But what good, is the change, if t… Every event, in your life, adds up…
Darkness takes over the heart and… And tomorrow is lost in the mind, While in the shadows of the night, Memory is all we find, Dreams become a battleground,
If in this life you look for bad;b… Leaving all the good behind;existi… The heart is the guiding voice;not… Look into my eyes;and say that lov… We can not alter;events now in the…
Words are arranged in an order, With a though they try to convey, Though so many things are locked i… Have the potential to get in the w… The mind reacts to stimulus,
One day all the pain will leave, My arms will hold you tight, One day I’ll be able to feel, And won’t dread the coming night, One day you’ll be able to know,
My fingertips caress long dark hai… As my lips whisper unspoken words, While lightning bugs light the way… And we listen to the birds, The thought of touching pear scent…
Music plays inside the mind, Memories of events now gone, And as the lyrics speak to you, The tears just come along, The beat and tempo of the song,
tears roll down a wrinkled face, And they fall in a steady flow, As the approaching morning, Becomes the only time they slow, Darkness is the time they fall,
Late at night as streets are deser… A figure walks head held low, Walking to find some comfort, In the embrace of falling snow, Dreams become like banners,
If we live with blood and death, Does it somehow leave a stain, Are we conditioned by our environm… Will it only leave us pain, Maybe the past’s a pleasant place,
